Robin Hood's Bay
Coordinates: 54°26′04″N 0°32′04″W / 54.4345°N 0.5344°W / 54.4345; -0.5344
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Robin Hood's Bay's narrow streets |
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| OS grid reference | NZ950053 |
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| Civil parish | Fylingdales |
| District | Scarborough |
| Shire county | North Yorkshire |
| Region | Yorkshire and the Humber |
| Country | England |
| Sovereign state | United Kingdom |
| Post town | WHITBY |
| Postcode district | YO22 |
| Dialling code | 01947 |
| Police | North Yorkshire |
| Fire | North Yorkshire |
| Ambulance | Yorkshire |
| EU Parliament | Yorkshire and the Humber |
| UK Parliament | Scarborough and Whitby |
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Robin Hood’s Bay is a small fishing village and a bay located five miles south of Whitby and 15 miles north of Scarborough on the coast of North Yorkshire, England. Bay Town, its local name, is in the ancient chapelry of Fylingdales in the wapentake of Whitby Strand.
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